National Republican., 1887-05-16

corridors into the street. This, the largest
church in America, Is more and more inade-
quate to hold the people as the years go by.
All parts OF the earth are represented at every
service. The pastor, the Rev. I. Do Witt Tai
mage, d. D., took for his text this morning,
.Walohman. what OF the night?" Isaiah xxi,
2. He said
When night came down on Babylon, Nine
veb. and Jerusalem they needed careful watch.
ing otherwise the incendlary's torch might
have been thrust into the very heart of the
metropolitan splendor, or enemies, marching
from the hills, might have forged the gates
All night long, ou top of the wall and iu front
of the gates, might be heard the measured step
Of the watchman on his solitary beat; silence
hung In air, save as some passer-by raised
the question: "Watchman, what of the nightp'
II Is to me deeply suggestive and solemn
thing TO see man standing guard by night. 1t
thrilled through me, as at the gate OF an
II the uGson once ss sm9S
sharp command: Advance and give. the
countersign." Every moral teacher stands on
picket or patrols the wall as watohman. His
work IL to sound the alarm; and whether II be
In the first watch, in the second watch, In the
third watch, or In the fourth watch, TO be
vieilanl until the daybreak filings its morning
glories' OF blooming cloud across the arching
The ancients divided their night into four
parts-the first watch, from to 9; the second,
nom to IL; the third, from II to 3, and the
q v
Ispesk now of the city in the third watch,
or from IL to o'clock.
never weary of looking upon the life and
brillianoy OF the city Ia tue first watch. That ,
laboring men, having quilted the sciholding
aud the shop are on their way home, 1t re.
joices me to give them my seat in the city
car. They have stood aud hammered away
oil day. Their feet ore weary. They are ex-
hausted with the tug of work. They are mostly
cheerful. With aPpetites sbarpened on the
swift turner's wheel and the carpontsrso whst'
too, have broken away from the counter, and
with brain weary ofthe long line of figures and
the whims Of those who go ashoppiing, seek the
chants are embarrassing themselves from
their anxietics, on their way up the street.
The boys that lock up are heaving away at the
shutters, showing the heavy bolts and taking
last look at the fire to see that all Is safe.
The streets are thronged with young men,
setting out from the great centers OF bargain
Let oilers clear the street and give right OF
way to the besweated artisans and merchants
They have earned their bread and are now on
their way home to get II.
evening repasts, The parents at either end o.
the table, the children between, thank God
'who se,teth the solitary in families"
A few hours later, and all the places OF
Lovers of art, catalogue in hand, stroll through
the galleries and discuss the pictures. The
ballroom is resplendent with the rich apparel
Of sSsS wnS Gn Mn sner Se sde srna a he %s
orchestra. The footlights of the theatel
flash up; the bell rings, and the cur
tam RISES and oSs out ,bs from the
greeted with the vociferation of the expectaut
multitudes. Concert halls are lifted into en-
chantment with the warble of one songstress
swept out on sea Of feeling BY
rooms are filled with all gracefulness Of ap-
parel, with oil sweetness of sound, with all
splendor Of manner; mirrors are catching w
in Infinite corridors there were garlanded
groups advancing and retreatlng.
hs h s 70 % fl he s dasSns
adrip with the foam Of the long country ride
rushes past as you halt at the curbstone
Mirth, reyelry, beauty, fashion, magniacenct
lniDgle in the great metropolitan picture
until the thinking man goes home 70 think
more earnestly,
A beautiful and oyerwhelminr thing Is tn
city In the first and second watches OF thu
night, sh, ,,o o,oos sr,sos 70 and ,bs third v.,o,
The thunder Of the city has rolled out OF thu
air. The slightest sounds cut the night with
such distinctness as to attract your attention
The tinkling OF the bell Of the street car ir
the distance and the baying of the dog. The
siamming Of a saloon door. The hiccough O
the drunkard The shrieks of the steam
whistle five miles away. o, how suggestive
my friends, the third watch OF the night.
There are honest men passing up and down
the street. Here is a city missionary who hal
been carrying a scuttle of coal to that poo
family In that dark place. Here is an under s
which there comes bitter cry which indicate
that the destroying angel has smitten the first
born. Here is minister OF religion who ha!
s..t, slaA tnaF IN 1tNF Nhriu
tian. Here Is q physician passing along IL
great haste, the messenger few steps aheac
hurryng on to the household.
Nearly all the lights have gone out in thu
dwellings, for 1t is the third watch Of the night
That Light in the window is the light Of th'
watcher, for the medicines must be admins
tered and the fever must be watched, and thu
sisted, and the ice must be kept on the no
temples, and the perpetual prayer must go ~
FROM hearts soon 10 be broken.
o, the third watch of the night What stu
pendous thought-a whole city at rest
Weary arm preparing for to.morrow's toll
hot brain being cooled off; rigid muscles re
laxed; excited nerves soothed; the white hal
oW Re ssS 5 az nkes Ia on Ssad
fallen; childhood with its dimpled hand
thrown out on the pillow and with ever
breath taking In q new store Of fun and frolit
eye will look. Let one great wave Of refresh
ing slumber roll over the heart of the grea
town, submerging care and anxiety and worrl
Let the The cisy sleep. But, my friends, be no no
who will not sleep at all. Go up that darl
alley. and be cautious where you tread, lest yo
fall over the PROSTATE form of O drunkar
lying on his own doorstep. Look about yor
lest you feel the .garrotter's hug. Look throug
the broken window pane, and see e. what 70
VI What Is IT? "aod help SsS NJ foo,ishts. b.
| tragedy ghastlier and mightier than Ristori q
Edwin Booth ever enacted. No light, no fire
no bread, no hope. shivering in the colo
| You say, 'Why don't they beg?', They do, br
they get nothing. You say. why don't the
Sp1 9o chS Wsen os
must go to the aims house.
| "Or you say, "they are vicious poor, and
therefore they DO not deserve our sympathy.
| Are they vicious? SO much much more nee
| they your pity. The Christian poor, God hell
them. Through their night there wrinkles u
round, merry star OF hope, and through III
broken w@nd2W,pa;n;e @ they see ,th the Grys,ais
be pitied Their last light has gone out. Yo
excuse yourself from helping them by sayir
they are 80 bad, they brought this trouble Q
| themselves / reply, where give ten praye
for the innocent who are suffering will 81,
\ twenty prayers for the guilty who are suiierin
The fisherman, when he sees a vessel dasf
ing into the breakers, comes out from his N
L
| who are most chilled and most bruised on
| most battered In the wreck; and want yC
TO know that these vicious poor have had tw
hipwrecks-shipwrecko OF the body, shipwree
Of the soul@shipwreck for time, shipwreck &
| eternity. Pity, by all means. the innocel
who are suffering, but pity more the guilty.
Pass on through the alley. Open the doc
10" you say, "it Is locked" No, 1t is n
locked; 1t has never been locked. No burgl
would be tempted TO go In there to steal an.
thing. The door is never locked. Only
broken chair stands against the door. Sho'
| II back. Go iii. Siiike a match. Now loo
Boastliness and rags. See those glaring ey
balls. Be careful now what you say. DO n
utter any insult, do not utter any suspicion,
you value your life. What Is that red mark {
the wall? IL il the mark OF a murderer ham
| LOOK at those two eyes rising up out of tl
darkness and out from the straw In the corne
comirg toward you, and rs they come me-
you your light goes out Strike another mattel
Ali this is a babe, not like those beautif
children presented In baptism. This little oil
never smiled; IL never will smile, a flow
flung on an awfully barren beach. OH Hea'
enly Shepherd, fold that little one In I'll
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